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The smell of sex and something else drifted about the room. Few times in their ten years of marriage had the housewife taken his cock in her mouth. Kathy brought her breasts down to her husband's face, letting the hard nipples slide across his moist lips. Spots appeared in front of her eyes before she saw nothing but only felt the pain, much of which she would mercifully not remember. Every time the housewife came here she felt like eyes were following her every movement! She sensed and felt the eyes upon every curve of her body, painful as a sharp knife. Mature The sun had just gone down leaving the house in darkness. Her tongue slid into the slim groove to flick the clitoris, feeling it grow under her tongue. It was a creature the housewife had the terror of meeting one other time. Yet that scent again caught his attention when he noticed his wife was crying gently to herself. He immediately knew what was happening and cried out with pleasure. Mature When she knelt only a few inches from the beautiful woman, the mistress grabbed the back of her slave's hair and tugged it towards her. Kathy screamed out in horror, realizing that she was in total control of the woman she called mistress. Working herself up from his feet to his mid-section, the woman bent over and immediately took his deflated penis into her mouth. She wore a circlet of gold about her waist and another around her ankle. Every time the housewife came here she felt like eyes were following her every movement! She sensed and felt the eyes upon every curve of her body, painful as a sharp knife. Mature He felt down to her thighs and calves, surprised and delighted that she wore stockings. The warm cum caused Kathy to finally reach her own orgasm, her vagina muscles uncontrollably milking the cock inside her. At that moment she couldn't understand why she questioned her orders. Kathy was reminded of the first time she met her mistress, at a bar late one night when her husband was out of town on a business conference. Taking a candle from the tarnished silver holder, Kathy descended into what she considered hell. Mature They were drenched in blood. The stillness and overbearing silence hung upon her shoulders like a large weight. She now wore lingerie that her hubby had bought for her. |